Ocean Eyes

With your tongue in my mouth you try to tease out the secret of my silence,

but I keep it hidden like a garden full of dead & dying flowers.

With your tongue in your mouth you make sounds that unfold my rib cage, take each strange organ in your hands & show me that bones need not be broken to be open.

Somehow,

in the blue reflection of your ocean eyes, the poison in these organs rise like vapour to the sky;

somehow, that ocean brings me back to life.

So let me in & see if I will sink

or swim.